Secret: The years I served as a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 630 The two sides meet
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In the blink of an eye, the fat Taoist arrived outside the door of his own small Taoist temple.

But things are different now. Usually he can walk in happily, swaying with three steps, holding a bun and singing sideways. After entering the door, he can also feed the fish in the pond and chat with them.

But today he stretched his neck and stood outside the door to observe secretly. After observing for a long while, he straightened his clothes again and again, smoothed the wrinkles again and again, and after relieving the tension in his heart, he gritted his teeth, bowed three times to the main hall behind the door, knelt his hands repeatedly, muttered a few words, "The ancestors forgive me and have no taboos", and carried the "iron mouth and straight judgment" flag and pushed open the door and walked in.

After entering the gate, the fat Taoist stretched his neck again to look in the direction of the altar with anticipation and anxiety.

However, nothing like what happened in the story happened. The statue of the ancestor, Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, was still there intact. It did not come alive and its movements did not change.

Looking again, there were a lot more things on the altar. The three incense sticks that he had put in when he left at noon were still burning at a normal speed. In the corner of the main hall stood a person who looked as cramped as he was. The fat Taoist looked over, and the other person happened to look over as well. Their eyes collided in the air in the main hall, and they unexpectedly had a tacit understanding and asked at the same time:
"Did you see it too?"

After the two asked this question, they both knew what was going on. The fat Taoist leaned the white cloth flag against the wall, and the tall and thin brother walked quickly through the main hall and came to his side. The two looked into each other's eyes and saw the surprise and surprise that could not be hidden in their eyes.

"I just came back from traveling to Xiaoxiang."

"You can't eat spicy food, right? No matter where you go, you have to drink with chili peppers, or you'll die of the spiciness." The fat Taoist crossed his arms and made a few jokes, and the atmosphere immediately eased a lot.

"There are other things. My friend invited me over, but I delayed for a long time, and I felt embarrassed to delay any longer." The tall Taoist said, "I came back five minutes earlier than you, bought some snacks, and brought back some local hot pot ingredients. I was going to break off a piece and invite you to eat copper pot together tonight. As soon as I came back, I offered the specialties I brought back to the ancestors. I had just put two things in, and suddenly I saw..."

He looked at the fat Taoist.

The latter pondered for a moment and asked tentatively: "Gray, a lot of gray fog, and an illusory figure, right?"

"Yes. I think this is the same as what our master said..."

The fat Taoist smiled, looking a little lonely and miserable. "Master said that only after looking at the old files. Our Tianzun's Taoist temple probably hasn't had a divine manifestation from the beginning to the end. If there was, we wouldn't be the only two of us. There's no offerings on weekdays, and no incense or respect. It's even difficult to get a license to tell fortunes on the street. The brothers who grew up together couldn't stand the loneliness and couldn't make a name for themselves, so they had to find another way to make a living."

"For so many years, so many generations have never seen the so-called 'grey fog' in the file. However, I didn't expect that we would be able to see it in our lifetime... That figure, do you think it should be the ancestor?"

"It should be."

“I think so, too.”

The fat Taoist's lonely and helpless expression suddenly changed, revealing an expectant smile, and he pushed his small round sunglasses: "Xiaoyao, what do you think - since the Grand Master can still appear in the world, does it mean that we still have the opportunity to pay homage to Him and have the opportunity to see the Great Dao?"

"My heart had almost died. We could not go any further. We could only continue to guard this small courtyard for another twenty years, waiting for the day when the world would reopen as predicted. But the Grandmaster appeared now... Xiaoyao, I want to join the Dao. I know. The 'Heavenly Secret' told us, didn't he? The successor chosen by the Heavenly Venerable is in the outside world. There must be a chance to join the Dao in the outside world..."

"Don't think too much about it for now."

The tall and thin Taoist is not so optimistic:
"It's less than 20 years until the day when the sky collapses and the earth breaks apart. It's hard to say whether the Grandmaster will show up again after today. These ten years are not enough to establish in-depth contact with them. Moreover, the success rate of 'Tian Ji''s integration with the Dao is already considered high, but it still takes several generations for one to appear. He has the ability to travel to the outside world, but we don't. I think we should just stay here safely."

With just a few words, he broke the beautiful expectations of his fellow disciples who were immersed in the Hedao.

"You have a point. You should not be impatient about this kind of thing. If you keep mumbling about it, the Grandmaster might show up."

The tall and thin Taoist took a look at the altar:
"Do you think the dragon beard cake, candied dates, candied lotus root, dried persimmons and osmanthus candy on top can be taken down?"

"...Why don't we just give up? We don't need this one bite. It would be bad if the Grand Master is unhappy."

The fat Taoist looked at the direction of the seal with regret, and laughed, "But after this incident, I have no intention of setting up a stall today. Come on, where is the hot pot base? I'll take out the copper pot and clean it, and then go buy two kilograms of beef and mutton, and we can just have dinner!"

……

Klein pressed his temple. He glanced at the tragic situation outside, then glanced at the duo eating a steaming hot pot in that extremely special prayer scene. He felt extremely torn.

……

The other side of the Western Continent.

A man stood on the edge of a cliff, before him was a corpse and a lot of blood. His figure was reflected in the pool beside him, but if he looked closely, the reflection in the pool looked completely different from him.

"Do you think I've gone too far?"

His reflection said nonchalantly, "I was just wondering when you were going to fulfill our promise. You should have already found the people who killed your family. You could have killed them all at once, but why did someone suddenly appear every ten days or half a month?"

"You misunderstood. I definitely don't have such thoughts."

The young man standing on the edge of the cliff spoke. His hair was much shorter than that of an average person, he was dressed simply, and he had a rosary in his hand. He looked at his reflection in fear, and no matter how disgusted and frightened he felt in his heart, he would not show it on his face:

"The murderers were hiding in very scattered places. It took me a lot of effort to find their traces. I didn't have the opportunity to meditate and reflect, and I definitely didn't want to delay the time. Please rest assured that when I defeat another candidate at the Dharma Assembly next spring and become a Buddhist disciple, I will definitely be able to secure an opportunity for you to receive the initiation. However, I also invite you to support me at the Dharma Assembly."

He said in a flattering tone.

His reflection did not respond: "The man in front of you does not seem to be your enemy. He is just an ordinary human who passed by when your family was wiped out but did not dare to say a word. Now that he is dead, all his family's land and property are yours."

The young man paused for a moment while holding his rosary beads, and then asked in a sad tone:

"If I witnessed the murder but dared not speak out, wouldn't that be considered an accomplice? Moreover, I only killed him and did not touch his family."

"Then you won't take over his land deeds, land deeds and property?"

"There is no one in his family who can take charge. We have to wait until his children grow up."

He glanced at his reflection from the corner of his eye, trying to see what the person in the water had to say and what expression he had. During this time, he kept testing the bottom line of this "senior" and found that the other party was also a weirdo who didn't care about good or evil, had no morals or conscience, and didn't care about anything outside of himself.

Therefore, he was sure that the other party's dissatisfaction was only because of his delay, not because he had done anything wrong. ——Sure enough, the other party did not respond at all, and waved his hand to let him deal with it quickly and leave.

"You are just a weak spirit hiding in an object. As long as I ask someone to seal you and throw you away, it will be difficult for you to find me again..."

He disposed of the corpse casually, and with a word of spiritual power, the corpse and blood began to rot and decay rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the warm flesh and blood turned into clean white bones. Even the blood that seeped on the ground turned dark, and the soul dissipated, leaving no chance for divination to remedy the situation. These powers are far stronger than others, and he is considered the most talented young man, but these are all given by this mysterious predecessor, and they are also the basis for him to be able to practice on the surface and release his inner malice and murderous intent behind the scenes.

He threw the skeleton in rags down the cliff, and suddenly heard a sentence:

"Did you feel it?"

He was stunned: "Feel what?"

"Nothing," his reflection said. "You are totally unqualified."

Being scolded for no apparent reason, he was a little unhappy and almost wanted to break off the ring and throw it off the cliff. But he still held back, because everything he had gained in the gate was given by this ring, and even if he wanted to cross the river and burn the bridge, he had to greet it with a smile.

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Although only a slight force from the fourth pillar, which symbolized "the end", caused a collision, the violent wind that swept across the entire world still caused almost irreversible damage to the seal of the East Continent.

The seal still stands deep in the East Continent, but compared to the past, only a thin veil remains. People outside can see the shadowy buildings inside, and people inside can gradually perceive the outside world.

The two worlds that had been isolated almost since the establishment of the barrier began to sense and merge with each other again. All the research and divination on the legendary "Western Continent" suddenly had a direction, some difficult mystical problems suddenly had results, the blank symbols were completed, and the power of the source was the first to pass through the seal. Even if they didn't have time to do anything, they were still able to shock the outside world.

Although there were no signs of a seal in the spiritual world, the Seven Lights of the Spirit World also felt that countless pieces of information were pouring in frantically.

These information were added to the spiritual world, just like two adjacent lakes with the same origin finally had a small opening opened up. The interactive information was constantly updated to each other's "terminals", allowing the senior management on both sides to obtain a large amount of useful knowledge in an extremely short period of time.

"(Greetings from the Western Continent), Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, you deserve to die, why did you put the seal in the Eastern Continent!"

The old "Tianji" paced back and forth in the room with a look of anger on his face.

The seal was so weak, but He still couldn't get out. He wanted to, but he didn't want to be exposed to God's eyes. No wonder God was watching happily beside him, because the main body of the seal was in the East Continent. God was now the gatekeeper outside the door. No matter who wanted to get out, they had to pass in front of Him! There was no need to think about it. At this moment, the East Continent was His territory, His "heaven"!
Who would go straight to heaven if they have nothing better to do? Is it possible to just walk in?
Even if you really go in, there is no way you can come out safely!
Even after walking around in his study room for more than a dozen times in anger, the Demon of Knowledge still couldn't think of a way to bypass God and take the source out. He didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, or God had done something, the biggest hole in the seal was in the East Continent, and he couldn't get out of other places. At the same time, he also realized that other compatriots were also watching, and no one wanted or had the ability to take the lead.

“We… probably won’t be able to unite and rush through the checkpoint together. Tsk, now we can only place our hopes on Klein. Maybe He can find a way to change the location of the seal…”

But Klein's condition and ability... The Demon of Knowledge fell silent, and after a moment, he snorted again.

On the southern continent.

Of course, the area of ​​Bansi Island cannot be compared with that of the Balam Empire, which occupies most of the southern continent. It is a small island in the sea, and compared with the land, it is at most the size of a small or medium-sized city.

However, a clod of earth the size of a small or medium-sized city was smashed directly onto Balam's territory, which was a big deal!

Not only did the entire Balam Empire collapse instantly, but even the plates of the southern continent received a considerable impact. This place was different from the northern continent. No one could repair the deep and terrifying cracks on the ground and the volcanoes that were catalyzed to erupt. The sky above the Balam Empire was suddenly filled with smoke and dust.

The incarnation of the tributary of the River of Everlasting Darkness was the focus of this attack. It was obviously severely damaged, but unlike the City of Disaster, which was forced to be quiet and had lost its consciousness of resistance, the incarnation of the tributary showed anger and violence that should not have been there. It let out a sharp scream, and the vaguely visible figure of the goddess suddenly became taller and went directly into the clouds. The black skirt became stars embellishing the sky.

His face melted into the night sky, but Edward clearly felt that he was being stared at from all directions.

Just like the old nursery rhyme says, the stars in the sky are like eyes.

"You want to kill me, friend?"

Edward glanced at the seal of the East Continent that was almost opened, and felt the breath of his own source essence that had been disconnected and reconnected. The source essence of the West Continent was tripped up by God, and He was more confident in facing the incarnation of the tributary of the River of Eternal Darkness.

"Then you come?"

TBC
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I seemed to die again and sink into darkness.

But when I opened my eyes again, I found myself holding a paintbrush in my hand and a blank canvas in front of me. I seemed to be painting, but I fell asleep before I put the first stroke, and now I wake up again.

I was somewhat confused. I couldn't tell whether the death and words I had heard were a dream or something that really happened when I was taking a nap. However, the despair and pain of stabbing the knife into my neck were still vivid in my mind, and my throat seemed to still ache. I gradually came to my senses and found myself in a square. All the people walking back and forth were tall. It was very cold here, a bit like the city of Feysac.

When did I arrive in Feysac?
I was a little confused and felt like I hadn't woken up yet.

At this moment, a young man with black hair and green eyes came over from afar. When he saw me looking at him, he raised his arm and greeted me with a smile:
"Mr. Anderson, it's so late, why don't you go home?"

My eyes widened.

Yes, my name is Anderson Hood, why is there an Anderson here too?

I stood up and wanted to talk to him, but found that my throat could only make hoarse sounds - is this Anderson a mute?
Before I could figure out what was going on, I noticed the green-eyed young man's expression suddenly changed. He immediately moved away from me. I thought to myself, this is not good. I reacted too much and I got discovered.

Sure enough, he looked at me and asked seriously and vigilantly:

"who are you?"

I am--

I wrote on the sketchpad, “I am Anderson Hood.”

(End of this chapter)